red-stained fingertips

i think i'm falling alseep in the most peculiar of places

when the Night has no Stars
i feel completely alone.
it's like when you close
your eyes underwater.

there's nothing around
to know your name or
hear your thoughts.
just you.

            just you.

                              just me.

                                               just us.

but we're alone.

and when that happens
it's normal to scream
because i wonder how else
to be seen?

the Stars left me to rot
and i wonder if i have
any friends who are not
long gone with them.

                                                 with them.

                                 not me.

                  not us.

i'm alone.

it's quiet out here
and so very dark
i feel the tears on
my quivering lips.

will anyone find me
in this loneliness?
will the nighttime
reach an end?

                an end.

                            please end...

                                                  for you...

for me...

p l e a s e